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cunt barely able to clasp around my fingers but simply fluttering gently with relief, and her sobs of baffled release echoed off the altar. I relented as she relaxed and climbed onto the top of the altar, watching her shudder, her eyes wide and unseeing. She glanced shyly at me, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Fuck her again, the beast in me snarled. Instead, I settled back on my own heels, my heavy cock resting on her soft ass as I leaned forward and grabbed a bottle of massage oil, coating it over my palms. 
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